Duan Yunong traveled through time.
He traveled to a horrifying apocalypse where evil spirits were everywhere and monsters abounded. Here, the clans were divided and the imperial power was in decline. Everyone sought immortality and sought blessings from the gods. The crazy emperors and aristocratic families in the White Jade Capital took the lead in worshiping ghosts and gods.
The "gods" do respond to people.
After a hundred years of long struggle, the surviving people successfully established the maze forest across the sky with the help of the gods. To the north of the maze is a scorched land where evil spirits are raging, and to the south of the maze is a pure land where people can live together in peace.
However, the human trafficker subsystem that captured Duan Yunong from the earth to another world told him that according to the original direction of the world line, the Son of Destiny, regarded as the light of recovery, would cut off the Labyrinth Forest with one sword in a year's time, dragging the entire world into destruction!
So, it's up to you to save the world!
Duan Yunong smiled at the system whose functions were comparable to those of an elderly machine.
At the beginning, he landed in the Scorched Earth City. Duan Yunong, who was about to be bought by the Demon and offered to the Tiger: Ah, me?
The system shook its head deeply: No, it's you. Please communicate friendly with other time-travelers and form a team together to embark on a great journey of salvation!
Professor Duan, who never assigned group assignments to students, frowned and felt that things were not simple.
Someday soon
A story about a mysterious heavenly master began to spread in the White Jade Capital where the aristocratic family was entrenched.
It is said that this heavenly master was born in a scorched earth, and he was able to command gods and ghosts with great skill. Even the twelve righteous gods on the white jade Jingxiang table who had been squinting and napping all day long were driven away by him, much like the powerful imperial master who died inexplicably ten years ago.
The children of the former family and the heads of the current family who had been warned and taught by the imperial master were all uneasy, so countless undercurrents poured into the scorched earth thousands of miles away.
However, Duan Yunong himself, who was at the center of the undercurrent, was carefully looking at the mission target in front of him.
Jiang Shiliu, who had cut off the dharma image of Zhengshen with one knife, let him look at him with an expressionless face, but the fingers holding the handle of the knife gradually tightened until he almost pinched the magic weapon that could kill gods.
The Son of Destiny, who was described as terrifying by countless missionaries, suddenly dropped the long knife in his hand, stepped forward and hugged Duan Yunong. The stern and indifferent expression on his face changed again and again in places Duan Yunong couldn't see, and finally settled into a perfect forbearance of injury:
"Are you... Here to kill me too?"
"..." Professor Duan, a good young man, was stuck for a moment, and subconsciously pressed the opponent's shoulders, "Don't be afraid."
Duan Yunong: Calm, rational, and insightful, MAX can see through the sick and weak attacks without telling them (your body will get better later)
Jiang Shiliu: Thousand-feuille type, each layer of personality can make you cry as a master of disguise.
Duan Yunong × Jiang Shiliu, attacking and receiving the double arrows of pure love, cannot be broken or reversed.
Motto: Even if you are in the dark, look up at the stars
